The strongest system of the Three Kingdoms in the last days

Chapter 737 Du Yun Appears
"No comment!"

Hearing Yang Man's question, Lu Su directly shook his head and said.

Yang Man showed disappointment on his face, but he also knew that his words should have touched the other party's secret, so he didn't continue to ask, but turned to look at Duan Jian outside the light curtain.

"Lord Duan Jian, Yang Man surrenders!"

"Are you sure?"

Duan Jian was floating in the air from the beginning to the end, and it was easier to see the duel between Lu Su and Yang Man on the field. He also wondered why Yang Man lost his mind at the critical moment just now?

Could it be that the secret skill in mental attack is not working?

Thinking of this, a look of surprise flashed in Duan Jian's eyes, and he looked at Yang Man and said in a deep voice.

"Yang Man is sure!"

Yang Man felt bitter in his heart, but still nodded.

Seeing this, Duan Jian immediately turned to face the auditorium, glanced at everyone, and said in a loud voice: "The winner of the first round of the semi-finals of the Imperial All-Universal Moon Blue Star Final Competition——Lu Su!"

"Lu Su!"

"Lu Su!"

……

Hearing Duan Jian's words, all the audience shouted excitedly.

And the disciples of the mid-level sect who lost the game all showed disappointment, and some even complained that the senior brother could still fight, why did they suddenly admit defeat?
They don't understand and don't want to accept the result.

These voices of doubt did not subside until Yang Man returned from the field and took his seat.

The elders of the Zongmen didn't ask the reason, and Yang Man didn't take the initiative to explain. The whole atmosphere suddenly became a little depressed.

As for the winning Lu Su, his stunning performance in the first round was directly seen by everyone, and those monks who didn't care about it before became vigilant in their hearts.

They were also secretly thinking about the real reason why Yang Man chose to admit defeat!
Here's another formidable foe to watch out for!
But no matter what, the game will continue.

After Duan Jian announced the start of the second match, everyone's attention turned back to the arena again, and they began to watch the battle between the two Jindan Rank [-] monks who appeared on the stage.

Half a day...one day...two days...

Another three days passed.

During these three days, the last thirty or so Gold Core Ninth Rank participating cultivators fought one-on-one, and finally [-] finalists were finally selected.

After all, they are all Jindan rank nine monks, except for a few of them who are extremely powerful, there is not much difference between them.

These fifteen advanced players are considered to be the strongest among them.

Du Yun was also among them.

What made him a little depressed was that due to the small number of ninth-level Golden Core cultivators, the ten lieutenants participating in the competition accounted for one-third of the total.

It is inevitable to compete with the monks of the camp.

So in the end, apart from Du Yun, Lu Bu, Ma Chao, Sun Ce, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Lu Su among the fifteen advanced players, the remaining four were all eliminated.

And their opponents are Lu Bu and others who have been promoted.

It has to be said that these four people were too unlucky.

However, after knowing the relationship between Du Yun and Lu Bu, the contestants and sect elders from other forces breathed a sigh of relief in addition to being shocked.

Then there are fifteen Jin ten, the more the number of people, the greater the chance of encountering.

They believe they still have a chance to win one of these spots!
On the edge of the arena, Duan Jian, who was in charge of the competition, gathered the last fifteen contestants together and said, "Next, you will conduct a number plate draw."

"The numbers on the number plates range from one to fifteen, and those who can draw the number eight will directly advance to the top ten, while the remaining 14 people need to defeat opponents with their own numbers to advance!"

"In the end, I will randomly select two more players from the seven losers to make up ten players. This is the final result of this competition."

"Did you hear me clearly?"

After finishing speaking, Duan Jian looked around everyone with an extremely calm expression.

The rules are not complicated, but after hearing this, the fifteen contestants felt that it was too childish. After all, they were going to participate in the Luo Jun Mansion competition, so how could they take any chances.

One of the monks couldn't help expressing this doubt.

Duan Jian snorted, and said with a sneer, "What's a joke? My Yuntian Empire has a vast territory and has existed for a long time. How many geniuses and even monstrous cultivators have appeared."

"However, how many people are able to rise up completely and become famous all over the world in the end? Sometimes no matter how strong you are, if you have no luck or if you are shrouded in luck, you will still be unable to escape the fate of being wiped out in the world!"

"So remember, luck is also a part of strength. If you have enough luck, the empire can prepare all the resources you need for cultivation!"

After these words, the monks present were speechless.

Even Du Yun had to admit that what Duan Jian said was very reasonable. He himself was able to go from an ordinary person to the present because of enough luck.

Otherwise, Du Yun would have turned into a pile of loess and been piled into some corner of his hometown by now!
All of a sudden, the surrounding atmosphere became extremely oppressive.

Duan Jian didn't care about the real thoughts of these juniors, he pointed to the box next to him and said, "Time is running out, hurry up and move, come here and report your number plate when you're done drawing!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Even though the fifteen contestants felt very uncomfortable, they had to accept this cruel reality and turned around and walked towards the box.

Soon, all 15 people were drawn.

When he saw the number plate in his hand, one of the Jindan rank nine cultivators was overjoyed and walked quickly to Duan Jian.

"My lord, I have drawn the number eight card!"

"Well, you are lucky, just wait aside, what about the others?"

Duan Jian smiled and nodded, then looked at the remaining contestants.

After everyone reported their number plates, Du Yun took a look at the "NO.15" card in his hand, and looked at the cold man staring at him not far away, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. One sound.

He really didn't expect that he would be so lucky. Not only did he get the number plate for the first match, but his opponent was also one of the most difficult opponents among the 15 players.

Qingmang, whose main body is the swallowing python, is the most important contestant of the Sky Demon Sect this time, and his strength has reached the peak of the Golden Core Nine Ranks.

Du Yun had investigated the other party, and according to rumors, if this green awn turned into its own body to display its talent, even monks who had just entered the realm of Dharma would not dare to face it head-on.

It can be seen that the strength of the opponent is extremely tyrannical!
It seems that I am afraid that there will be a fierce battle next!

Du Yun couldn't help but secretly said in his heart.

At this time, after Duan Jian told the others to wait for some precautions and asked them to return to the auditorium temporarily, he turned around and looked at Du Yun and Qingmang.

"Let's go on stage."

"Yes!"

When Du Yun and Qingmang heard Duan Jian's order, they immediately flew into the air and took off to the middle of the arena.

(End of this chapter)